King of Hollywood

Chapter Two: Planning and Lobbying

Zhang Haoxuan, male, 32 years old - just in time and now reversed - graduated from the Film Academy, a small director somewhere out of style, depressed, besides mixed days, this is the information before he crossed, but now it's useless.

What kind of loser would I be if I hadn't been so crowded? Became a big director every day. Zhang Haoxuan cursed and said something in his heart. It is undeniable that he went to film college for some obscene purpose, but while studying, he was very serious, and the most proud thing to do was to watch ten films a day for a record number of days!

This is not a normal look at ten movies, to analyze the lens analysis method to figure out the director's intentions, to suggest advantages and disadvantages based on his own observations, etc. Beyond that, he read a lot of movie scripts, and even searched the internet for many of Hollywood's biggest original scripts. I often argue with my mentor and professor.

But that's why, after graduation, he was ostracized, let alone fulfilled his unseemly “ambition”, he could barely find a job, and finally became a little assistant somewhere. While the final step has been to become a director, what can a director of a small place do?

But even if he fell to this point, at the film college reunion, the guys didn't let him go, and the first time they met, it was their turn to toast, meaning to drown him.

As a result, Zhang Haoxuan was really irrigated. He even remembered the last sentence before the crossing, which was that someone sounded a little panicked: “Oops, I don't think I'm breathing! ”

Well, he's the first to be drunk again.

Don't think about it. It's none of your business. Zhang Haoxuan waved and threw these out of his mind. Obviously, the Lord now gave him another chance, and it would have to be right.

Hollywood! Zhang Haoxiang mumbled about the name, how could he not know what it meant when he saw so many movies in his previous life? The center of the world entertainment industry, where all the beautiful men and women who yearn to be famous aspire.

So... why can't you plant Hollywood?! An unidentified thought suddenly popped out of his head, causing him to breathe much faster. Clearly, Zhang Haoxuan and Adrian are consistent in some respects.

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A stylish silver-grey Ford sedan parked on the side of the road, and the young man who got out of the car threw a coin into the timer and finished his exquisite handmade suit and walked into the exquisite cafe next to him.

At the behest of the waiter, he quickly discovered his goal, walked a few steps and sat down in front of each other, saying in a lazy tone: "What can I do for you, Ed? ”

“It's simple, Claude, I want you to help me rob the Japanese.” Zhang Haoxuan, no, it should be said that Adrian closed the newspaper in his hand and put it aside. He raised his head and looked directly into each other's eyes with a smile.

“Be creative," he whistled, “tell me when and where, LAPD might award me a good Citizen Medal. ”

“Now that the entire United States is robbing the Japanese, I just want to seize the opportunity to split a cup.” Adrian pushed the newspaper before him in his spare time, and the analysis of the Nikkei index in the economic edition was remarkable.

“Since when do you enjoy watching economical news?” Claude asked half-hearted half-surprisingly.

“I'm sure you've been doing the same thing for a while, but the godfather must have had a lot of restraint on you," Adrian said instead of answering, "I don't have a lot of money, only about 6 million, but I can hold you fully accountable. How about that, Claude? ”

“What are you talking about, Ed?” If there had been a few jokes before, now Claude was getting serious.

“Do you really want me to repeat it again, Claude?” Adrian lifted his legs and placed his fingers crossed on the table.

Looking at this familiar move, Claude raised his hand unconsciously: "You know, Ed, for a few seconds, I thought it was someone else sitting in front of me -- how could you suddenly come to me with this? ”

“In fact -” Adrian considered, “I did change because of something. ”

He changed position: "Remember what I told you on the phone the other day about the electric shock I got from fixing the headlights without permission? ”

“Of course,” Claude nodded in confusion, "leaving a legacy? ”

“In the time I woke up in an electric shock coma, I had a dream, and I saw the light, the light of God. There are so many things that suddenly flash through my face that I can't grab them at all if I want to. All of a sudden, I realized I had to do something. So when I woke up and thought for a few days, I found you.” Adrian spoke of a highly unpredictable expression in the end.

“So you find me, let me help you manage your investment, earn money...” Claude said with a gesture, “Build a few beautiful cathedrals and donate them to various church organizations? ”

“If you say yes, I'll immediately notify Attorney Wilson," Adrian ignored his joke, "let go and let you squander, I'll just look at the results - at least five to ten times the money! ”

“Five to ten times?” Claude once again showed surprise, “You know it's almost over...”

“That's why I came to you,” Adrian interrupted without any courtesy, "don't tell me that after two years in your father's company, you flattened yourself sharply, Claude. ”

“Don't try that, Ed," Claude punched the corner: “Honestly, what do you want to do? ”

“Easy,” Adrian smiled, getting serious, "I'm going to take control of Hollywood. ”

“Hollywood?” Claude's eyebrows wrinkled and his fingers knocked on the table before opening again. "If you say this from the beginning, I'll only make fun of you, but now...”

He showed his "sympathy" look: “I can introduce a very good doctor, Ed, who is very spiritual and psychological, and perhaps you can take the time to talk to him. ”

“Put away your sense of humor, Claude, and I'm very serious about talking to you about this.” Adrian yang his hands.

“You know what you're saying, Ed,” Claude finally got serious, "how ridiculous it is not to discuss this idea, even if you really want to move on to this goal, you need a lot of money first. ”

“Didn't I ask you to help me make money now? ”

“Help make money? Well, even if I try to meet your requirements, it's only $60 million to set up a medium-sized movie company to invest in a few medium-sized movies, and then there's not much left. If the movie doesn't make money, you have to wait for bankruptcy. ”

“What if I make money? ”

“Then keep making money till the market,” Claude said, straightening his body and looking into Adrian's eyes, "until your film company's worth over 20 billion dollars, you can't do anything but make money, Ed. And besides that..."

“It takes a lot of connections and fame," Adrian said, “actually, it's simple. ”

“Simple?” Claude flipped his eyes and spread his hands out.

“Firstly, we already have some connections, so long as we make good use of them; secondly, if we make a few high box office films, people will naturally rush to invest; and lastly, if we dedicate a few actors, such as Oscar's best men and women, people will rush to work with us.” Adrian said without delay.

“It's simple,” Claude hummed immediately, "and everything is simple as long as God blesses us with the same royal flower every time we hold cards. ”

“I'm already working on the script, Claude," Adrian said again with a highly unpredictable smile, "and I'm sure several Hollywood movie companies will be very interested. As soon as I get on my feet this way, I'm going to start directing films, and then I'm going to expand my influence step by step, and all you have to do is provide financial security. ”

“You said... you're writing a script and you want to be a director?!” Claude's brain is obviously a little underused.

“How about a try, Claude? To see if I can do a miracle, you just have to spend one year this year and figure out a way to expand that 6 million by at least 10 times. Why don't you just pretend to be your own parents and go through it? You didn't lose anything.” Adrian narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Claudette looked at him half silently and finally opened his mouth: “I remember you used to hang a phrase from your grandmother that you learned from her in Chinese, which probably meant - being good at step-by-step guiding each other and letting them turn their minds around at their own pace. You used to say this was what you had to do with women, but now you're using it on me. ”

“The word is called 'follow the good temptation’, which is actually a compliment.” Adrian shrugged, “My Chinese grandmother and I also learned a lot of Chinese, if you want to learn...”

“All right, Ed, stop the conversation," Claude raised his hands, "I said. ”

“Come on, Chinese is actually very simple... what are you talking about? ”

“I promised, as you said, that I wouldn't lose much anyway. Besides, I'd like to know what miracles my childhood friends and I have been able to create.” Claude said, spreading his hand.

Adrian finally laughed as he looked at each other, “Well, I don't think you'll regret this decision, Claude! ”

Adrian finally relieved himself completely and finally solved a big problem, even though he maintained the leadership of the elite. Convincing Claude is not an easy thing to do, and it looks like memories, feelings, or worldly methods blend well together. It's supposed to be something to celebrate, isn't it?